Date: Sat, 22 Nov 2003 15:12:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeremy Benner
Subject: My Brother's Affiliation- Chapter 3
DISCLAIMER: Do not proceed to read this story if you are under the age of
18. Also, do not proceed to read this story if you find incest or
homosexuality offensive in anyway. Thank you
This part of the story includes: Mutual masturbation, fingering
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Ironically enough I seemed to see Ian all the time after our
little "discussion." We always ran into each other at
school and at home, whereas we use to see each other just a
handful of times a week. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't
thought about my talk with my brother several times after
that day. I'd also be lying if I said that I didn't want my
brother to come to me to tell me more about his sexual
escapades. And it just so happened he did, but that was no
surprise. I knew he'd come to my room wanting to talk sooner
or later.
"Why are you home? It's Friday night," Ian asked as he
entered my room
"I don't feel like goin out," I said simply
"What's wrong?"
"Megan's a bitch that's all."
"You two break up?"
"Yup. Don't ask me why or what happened because honestly I
have no idea. She's just a bitch. It doesn't matter," I
said flatly
Ian nodded and roamed throughout my room, picking up stuff
and studying things he'd seen several times before.
"So what's up with you? Why are you home?" I asked
"All of my friends have plans but I really don't feel like
going out anyway."
Ian finally decided to sit on the end of the bed, facing me.
I was sitting on the far side of the bed against my pillows.
"So why aren't you with Jason?"
"Friday night is family night at his house."
"How lame."
"No kidding. And Jessie's grandparents are visiting, so I
don't have anywhere to be."
We made boring small talk for several more minutes before Ian
said, "So, tell me about what you do with your buddies."
"Patrick and Mark are the only guys I mess around with.
We've been jerking off together and sucking each other's
dicks for years. I've never thought much of it."
"Years?" Ian exclaimed
"Sure! It's no big deal. We mostly did it when we weren't
with girls who put out or something. It use to be a lot of
fun when I was younger, but now it's nothin really."
"Do you like sucking cock?" Ian asked
I laughed a little, "Well... do you?"
"Yeah. It's different."
"I like it a little too. Not as much as eating pussy
though."
"So how do you suck it?"
I made a face, "I'd feel weird explaining that to you, or
anyone actually."
"Whatever man, I told you all about how I like to get
fingered deep. There isn't anything to feel awkward about.
We're brothers."
"Why do you want to know?"
"I find it funny how you've even sucked a cock. I'm just
curious."
"I just take it in my hands and suck it," I said shyly
"Do you swallow?" he pressed on
"Hell no... do you?"
"Sometimes."
"You're a whore," I joked
He laughed and shrugged his shoulders. We were silent for
awhile before I decided to tell him something I thought I'd
never tell him or anyone.
"Wanna know something weird?" I said with a crooked smile
Ian just looked at me, smiling a little.
"Gay porn turns me on," I said quickly then laughed out
loud to conceal how embarrassed I felt for admitting that.
"WhatEVER!" Ian said, exaggerating the word
I continued to laugh
"Are you serious?" he hissed
"Mmmhm," I nodded
He just stared at me with his mouth open.
"What?! Why are you looking at me like that?"
I felt my face getting hot
"Relax, I'm just shocked. I was thinking how crazy it is
that I know very little about you and I've known you all my
life."
I didn't know what to say to that.
"I've never seen gay porn really, but it'd probably turn
me on to see two guys together too. I get really horny when
I'm fingering Jason."
"It seems weird that we're telling each other this
stuff..." I said slowly "And I kind of wish I hadn't
admitted that to you."
"It's no big deal. Brothers are supposed to share things
with each other."
I looked at him for a few seconds before proceeding to say,
"I know I'm not gay, or even bisexual. I know I'm straight
for sure, it's just that I find anal sex interesting," I
admitted
Ian just looked back at me and waited for me to go on.
"And the other day when you were describing how much Jason
liked getting fucked I got so horny. That's another thing
about anal sex. The guys in the videos I watch seem to love
it so much. It makes me curious about it."
"No kidding! Jason says the feeling is indescribable. I'm
serious Bry he loves getting fucked. It's really hot. Hotter
than when Jessie and I fuck."
I felt myself getting hard again
"Do you-" I stopped to clear my throat "Do you fuck Jason
more than your girlfriend?"
Ian just laughed and looked at me like, "Of course, what are
you kidding me?"
I shook my head and called him a whore again as I got up from
the bed and walked over to my closet.
"What are you doing?" He asked, following me with his eyes
"Getting a cigarette."
"Can I have one?"
When I got my pack out of the closet, I gave him a cigarette
and as I lit it for him I said, "I'm such a bad
influence."
"Oh whatever. I smoke all the time," Ian said as he took a
drag.
I sat back down on my bed and fired up my own cigarette as I
looked over at my brother.
"I wanna fuck Jason so bad right now."
Ian said this more to himself than to me.
"Where do I ash?" he asked, getting up.
"There's an ashtray in my closet on the top shelf."
Ian got my ashtray and put it between us before sitting down
beside me on my bed. We both smoked in silence for awhile,
and I felt myself getting really relaxed.
"I didn't know you were so cool, Bry. I always thought you
were a dick."
I just shrugged and took another drag.
"No offense," He added
"You're right, I can be an ass. I really don't know why."
Ian took another puff before putting out his cigarette and
leaning back against my headboard.
"Now that I know you're not a prude, tight ass I'd have to
say I like you too, E," I said
"You thought I was a prude?"
"Dude... you act like such a prude sometimes!"
He thought about it for a second before saying, "I can be I
guess, but you really don't know anything about me, Bry."
"Obviously not," I laughed and leaned forward to
put my cigarette out.
I moved the ashtray off of my bed then relaxed against my
headboard just as Ian was doing.
"Remember when we were kids. I think I was like six and you
were eight. Or maybe I was eight and you were ten. I don't
know. I just remember we were really young."
I stared straight ahead as I listened to my brother. His tone
was gentle and it was almost as if he wasn't even talking to
me.
"Anyway, I remember you and I would jerk off together
sometimes. Sometimes you'd let me jerk you off and a couple
times you touched my cock to see how it felt. I don't
remember when that started or why, and I don't remember when
we stopped or why, but I never forgot that we did it those
few times that we did."
"I remember," I said quietly
"I think it's funny how we never mentioned it as we grew up
and it just became a distant memory. Almost as if it had
never happened."
I smiled, "Well, we were just kids back then."
"Yeah," Ian laughed
"What made you bring that up?"
"Well here we are, sitting next to each other in bed, with
hard-on's for the first time since we were small kids. I
think it's kind of funny."
"You can tell I'm hard?" I chuckled and looked down
between my legs to see a nice, well-defined bulge in my
shorts.
Ian just smiled then lifted his hand off of my bed and placed
it on his own hard-on between his legs. I pretended like I
didn't see him rubbing his crotch through his shorts, but my
eyes eventually involuntarily glanced over at him as he
boldly rubbed himself beside me.
"Please, don't mind me," I joked
"I can leave if you want. I just want to take care of
this."
I didn't respond. I didn't want him to leave. As he laid
beside me massaging himself, I couldn't remember why I
disliked him so much for all those years. I began to wonder
if I had just made up reasons to avoid my brother. Was there
ever a reason why I never wanted him to hang out with my
friends and I or why I never wanted him around when I brought
someone home?
"I'll feel awkward if I'm the only one jerking off," He
laughed. A touch of anxiety was in his voice and surprisingly
enough it calmed me down.
As my brother started to unzip his shorts, I hesitated for a
bit before I slowly slipped my zipper down as well. Out of my
peripheral vision, I saw Ian slide down my bed so that just
his head was against my headboard, as opposed to his back. I
gave him one of the pillows I had behind my back, and I got
in the same position he was in. Ian lifted his ass and pulled
his shorts and boxers down to his ankles before kicking them
off of his feet. I did the same and gently grabbed hold of my
fully erect cock a beat after Ian had. We stroked our dicks
for awhile without looking at each other or saying anything,
but when Ian moaned softly under his breath I looked over at
him to see what he was doing.
I watched as my brother smoothly glided his hand up and down
the length of his dick in a way I had never seen before. Ian
would slide his fist up his shaft to the head then twist his
wrist so that the palm of his hand ran over his head before
progressing down his shaft. Then his fist moved up his shaft
again and he'd twist his wrist once more and the palm of his
hand moved over his head yet again before sliding back down
to the base of his cock. This was very different from my way
of stroking my cock in the typical up and down motion.
Ian looked over at my dick as I slowly stroked it up and
down. I was too prideful to stop stroking my dick my way and
try to jerk it the way Ian was doing, but when he said, "It
feels really good when you rotate your wrist as you go up and
down. Try it." I felt like a kid as I began to imitate my
younger brother's actions, however, when my palm brushed
over my tender head nothing seemed to matter except the
feeling that it created. I felt my brothers' eyes on me as I
got use to his way of jerking off. I looked over at Ian's
cock just in time to see a thin flow of pre-cum dribble out
of his piss slit. He continued to maneuver his hand on his
cock as more pre-cum oozed out.
My heart jumped in my chest as I watched this and became
conscious of the fact that my younger brother and I were
lying in my bed with just T-shirt's on stroking our meat. I
smiled to myself while I studied my brothers' unruly, brown
bush above his circumcised cock. His cock couldn't have been
more than five inches, but it was very thick and veiny like
mine. I turned my attention back to my own cock to compare
the size and width. I was pretty proud of my own brown bush
between my legs, but I was mostly pleased with my seven and a
half inches of manhood. I loved my large, mushroom head and
thick veiny shaft.
As I got use to twisting my wrist as I went up and down my
rod, I quickened my pace and began jerking my hard-on faster
and faster. Ian and I observed each other jerk off, and every
so often I noticed he'd look at my face to see how I was
responding to the new technique.
When more pre-cum seeped out of Ian's cock, the slightly
opaque liquid crafted a smacking noise while he slid his hand
up and down faster and faster.
"Jesus, E," I whispered as I watched him. I spread my legs
further and began to pump my cock as hard and as fast as I
could. My wrist was getting a little sore, but I didn't
stop. My cock felt so good!
Ian moaned and spread his legs also. Our knees touched, which
sent a small rush through my body and caused my own pre-cum
to shoot out of my piss-slit and down my dick. My breath was
coming shorter and quicker and the slurping sound our cocks
were making made me even hornier.
"When you jerk off, does you asshole twitch like it wants
you to touch it?" Ian asked in a hoarse tone.
"Sometimes," I breathed
"My ass is twitching like that now. I want to touch it-"
Ian paused to swallow "But it feels good just twitching like
that"
My brother slowly let go of his cock and lay motionless for a
few seconds before putting his right arm behind his back and
his hand between his legs. I watched as he placed his pointer
finger on his ass and slowly poked at it. As he rubbed at his
asshole, he spread his legs further causing his right knee to
rest slightly on top of mine. I released the tight grip I had
on my cock, and went back to my old way of jerking my dick up
and down. God, I was so horny... so hot. Mmm my dick felt so
good in my hand.
"Are you close?" he asked, looking over at me
"Kind of."
Ian turned his attention back to his sensitive pucker and I
watched as he put just the tip of his finger inside himself.
He moaned softly and out of my peripheral vision I saw him
slowly close his eyes and roll his head to the side.
I took my hand off of my cock, lifted my right leg so that my
foot was flat on my bed and my leg was bent at the knee, and
I raised my ass long enough to put my hand up under it and
put my index finger directly on my own contracting asshole.
He looked over at me and put his right leg up also.
"It's more comfortable this way," I said simply. I turned
my body more towards Ian to make it easier for me to reach my
butthole. With my left hand I grabbed my hard dick again and
slowly began to stroke it as I gently caressed the opening to
my tender chute.
I couldn't see what Ian was doing since his right leg was
raised, so I scooted up on my bed until I could see his
finger working between his legs. My ass tightened up as I
watched my brother fuck his ass with just the tip of his
finger. Ian breathed out and grabbed hold of his cock with
his left hand as his finger worked his asshole. As I studied
Ian's actions, I felt my body getting hot and my dick
getting more and more sensitive with every stroke I gave. My
ass clenched and unclenched as I continued to put pressure
against it with my finger. Without any hesitation I put more
force on my asshole and the tip of my finger slipped inside
of me. I moaned out before I could stop myself, and I pushed
my hungry ass against my finger. I wiggled my finger inside
myself and enjoyed the feeling, but my ass was so tight that
it clenched up and forced my finger out. It felt so good when
my finger was forced out like that and I moaned, "Ohhh
shiiit!" and breathed deeply as my finger left my tight
hole.
I blinked my eyes open and looked over at Ian's ass. His
finger was buried deep inside of himself now and he was
pushing the digit in and out of his butt so fast while he
jacked the entire length of his dick rapidly. He wasn't
moaning, but his breathing was so audibly loud and raspy.
"What happened?" he asked in a hushed tone. Meaning, why
did I moan out like that and why wasn't I fingering myself.
"Does it hurt?"
"No. Not at all. It feels really good, but I'm so tight
that my ass just forces my finger out."
"You have to relax. Try pushing out when you push your
finger in."
I placed my finger on my asshole again and as I forced my
finger inside of my ass I pushed out as Ian instructed and my
ass sucked my finger deep inside of me. I gasped and made a,
"Fauzzzz" sound as I exhaled
"Feel good?" Ian asked
"Yeah. It's... in" I breathed "But my ass wants to push it
out."
"Just relax. Don't tighten up."
I swear I was relaxed and I was trying like hell to keep my
ass from tightening up, but my finger still slid out anyway.
"Aughhh!" I moaned. The sensation when my finger is forced
out is incredibly good.
"You have to relax man. Don't focus on it," Ian said
"I am relaxed. I'm just tighter than you, I think."
I didn't even notice than Ian had stopped stroking his cock
and had turned all of his attention on fingering his ass and
watching me. I drew circles on my asshole with my finger
before I completely removed my finger from my pucker and took
my balls in my hand. I stroked my dick fast again and rolled
my around in my fingers.
"You're not going to finger yourself?" Ian asked me. The
fact that my brother was asking me that question like he has
asked me several times caused my body to get chills.
"I can never finger myself for long because my ass is so
damn tight. I don't think I can hold my load for much longer
anyway."
"Did you push out like I said?"
"Yeah, and it went all the way in but my ass clenched up
again."
"Bend both of your knees and bring them to your chest and
try it then."
"I will later," I said and continued to furiously stroke my
cock
"You'll cum harder if you put your finger in. Trust me."
Ian sounded so sexy as he spoke. His voice was deep and
throaty as he fingered his tight little ass. The pleasure in
his tone was very evident and it made my cock throb.
"Here," he said sitting up and turning his body towards me,
"Let go of your cock for a minute."
I moaned out and despite Ian's demand I continued to flog my
pulsing manhood.
"I'm going to cum soon," I whispered
Without warning Ian put his hand on mine as I jerked off.
Without thinking much of it I let go of my cock thinking
he'd take over and start jacking me off, but he grabbed hold
on my erection for a second before letting go.
"Just relax for a minute," my brother said gently
I felt a little embarrassed as I laid on my back with my legs
widely spread and my cock standing at attention, glistening
with my pre-cum, while my brother sat, facing me and looking
fearless as he looked down at my face. But I was more
overcome with desire and anticipation than embarrassment as I
waited for Ian to explain what was happening.
"Draw your knees up to your chest like I said."
Ian's voice was calm and gentle but at the same time he
sounded firm and confident.
"This is a little... weird don't you think?" I mumbled
"Well you don't have to, but I know you'll like it.
You're proving yourself to be more of a prude then me," He
smirked at me
I made a fuck-you face, but eventually drew my thighs up to
my chest and put my arms under my knees so that I'd stay in
that position. I watched as my brother moved so that he was
between my spread legs. He crossed his legs and sat in front
of my exposed asshole. Without looking at me, he brought a
finger up to his lips and sucked it in getting it wet with
his saliva. My breathing hadn't slowed down since I had
stopped masturbating, so my chest was swiftly moving up and
down. My heart was beating loud in my ears while I
anticipated what my brother would do to me.
"Jason has made you into such a slut," I stated
He gave a small shrug and with a smug grin on his full lips
he lightly touched his wet finger to my convulsing pucker. I
held my breath as Ian tickled the sensitive area. I looked
down between my legs while he did this, and I felt mentally
naked and raw. I felt like my brother could see inside of me.
Like he could see my thoughts and feelings and everything
that makes up my being. I felt like the tough, macho act that
I put on to shield my true character had been snatched away
from me. But oddly enough, I felt comfortable and liked the
bare feeling.
Ian glanced up at me as he put more pressure on my asshole
with his finger, and I looked back at him with my mouth open
and my eyes filled with lust and waited for him to push his
finger in.
"You want me to?" He coaxed
I swallowed before saying in a croaky voice, "Yeah"
Without hesitation, Ian slowly pushed his finger into my
butt. I sucked in air as the intense feeling of both pleasure
and pain swept over me.
"Push out," He whispered
I did as I was told and groaned deep inside my throat as my
ass swallowed the entire length my brothers' slender finger.
My eyes slowly closed and I laid my head back against my
pillow.
"Breath. Relax... does it hurt?" Ian questioned
"No," I moaned and rolled my head to the side
"You're resisting, relax Brian..."
I breathed deeply and tried to relax every muscle in my body,
and as I forced myself to succumb to this invasion Ian's
finger felt even better inside of me.
"Move your finger," I whimpered and clutched my knees
tighter to my chest, forcing my legs to spread wider.
I breathed heavily and cried out as Ian slowly slid his
finger out of my ass just to the tip.
"Don't resist it. Just feel my finger."
"Oh God!" I yelped when Ian plunged his digit back into my
spasming hole
"Hurts?"
"Noooo," I panted and backed my ass up against Ian's hand
"You really love it!" Ian taunted
"Shut the fuck up," I laughed and moaned at the same time
I let go of my right leg and let it fall to the side on my
bed. I, however, continued to clutch my left leg to my body
and spread my legs. With my free hand I grabbed hold of my
throbbing cock and a gentle moan escaped through my curled
lips when I clutched my sensitive meat.
"Is my brother really fingering me right now?" I thought,
"Is this really happening?"
"Faster?" Ian questioned
I lifted my head and looked down between my legs to see my
brother's finger slowly moving in and out of me. I looked up
at him and my eyes rested on his gentle face. He looked
focused, horny, nervous, animated, and beautiful all at the
same time. I had never seen him look like this. Maybe I had
just never looked at my brother very closely before. He was
raising my adrenaline and making me feel flushed and light
headed just from looking up at me like that and saying in his
deep, soothing voice, "Faster?" Oh God... my brother is
fingering me and I don't feel guilty nor am I ashamed that
I'm loving this so much. I'll worry about this later; I
just want to feel good right now.
"Yes," I whispered
When I felt his finger moving in and out of my ass faster and
harder building more friction inside of me, my asshole began
to quiver and uncontrollably tighten and loosen over and over
again. The feeling was astonishing! I stroked my dick as fast
as I could and began to buck my hips. I was moaning and
groaning so loud and that familiar slurping sound was back
and causing my ears to tingle.
Out of nowhere I felt something hot spray on my ass cheek and
from a distance I heard Ian grunt. His finger worked my eager
rosebud even faster as he came.
"Aaugh! Haaugh! God!" I yelled as I felt my orgasm washing
over me. The feeling crawled through my body forcing me to
convulse and tense up. My warm cum sprayed out over my shirt,
neck, and thigh. And I gave one last satisfied, relieved moan
before I relaxed and laid against my pillow. I enjoyed the
feeling of my brothers hot cum trailing down my butt cheek,
so I was reluctant to release my grip on my knee and let my
leg lye flat against my bed.
Ian and I gasped as we recovered from our intense climaxes. I
opened my eyes just as my brother was moving from between my
legs, and I blinked repeatedly trying to keep them from
closing.
Ian smiled at me and laid down beside me on my bed. He was
the first to break the silence by sayingin a really jovial,
excited tone, "God, you really loved that! You'd think we
weren't brothers, and we were just two guys fucking
around." and when I heard him say this, an overwhelming
feeling of impending doom rushed through my body. The reality
of what just happened seemed to grab me by the neck and choke
me as my dick went limp between my weak legs.
To be continued...
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